The Undoing

Chapter 1

"Harry be careful," I say worried, "people die in these tournaments." 

You can hear the audience from the champions tent. All rallied up in the stands for the final task. It infuritates me that they don't realize the contestants are risking their lives for this overrated Wizard tournament.

He gives me a reassuring smile, "ugh try not to die will you?" I say as I hug him.

Ron scoffs, "Hermione have some faith."

"Sure, as if you didnt know that the maze can kill you?" I snap as I let go of Harry.

"He will win," he says slapping his hand onto Harry's shoulder, "And then all the ladies will be throwing themselves at you mate, at me... it'll be bloody brilliant!" he says looking at the sky as he invisions it.

Dumbeldore opens the tent door, "It's time, Harry."

"Well I'll see you later than,"  He walks with Dumbeldore out into the arena where the entrance to the maze is.

Ron and I head out from the tent, and stand on the arena wall nearest to Harry and Dumbeldore. The minister gets ready to announce the start of the trial and places the tip of his wand on his throat,  "Good evening every one, and welcome to the final task of the Triwizard Tournament!" the crowd went wild with the anticipation of the last task that would declare the winner this year.

"Now due to Ms.Delacour and Mr. Krums performance in the last task they, shall enter after Mr. Potter and Mr. Diggory." he says. "Mr. Filtch if you would please," Filtch walks over to the canon and lights a match. 

"On my count, one two *boom*" the minister gives filtch a disapproving look, but what is done is done.

Harry and Cedric walk up to the maze entrance. Harry takes each step with hesitation, He turns around and locks eyes with Dumbeldore scared. Before he could say anything the bush walls closed the view of him. And shortly afterwards Fkeur and Krum entered. In this task, I wouldn't be much of a show since we would not be able to see what they were going through in the maze. so we were left to wait and see what happened. 

I sqweezed Rons arm for my dear life from how worried and anxious I was getting. I just hope Harry dosen't get hurt.

Thirty minutes into the game a red spark flies up into the sky signalling a player disqualified. lthough I do want Harrry to win, in the back of my mind I'm hoping that Harry is dissqualified just so that I know that he won't get hurt. But ofcourse since my prayer is never answered, Fleur comes out of the bottom of the bushes wrapped in plant roots. Everyone was shocked; it looked as though the plants were preserving her for food like a spider. But alas, the roots unwrapped her and she was fine, although she was covered in newly formed bruises around her arms and legs. But the most haunting part of her appearance was the blnk look in her eyes as though she had seen deaths face.

At this point I was going to break Ron's arm. I don't want Harry to get hurt or worse die. 

Twenty minutes later another spark flew up into the sky and Victor came out from under the bushes, again in a cacoon state in the roots covering him. But the strong nd conrete Victor also held blank eyes like Fleurs. Truamitized was written all over his face. I was shocked, I looked over at the Headmaster and he too looked worried.

Thirty excrutiating minutes passed until finally Harry apparated into the arena holding Cedric's body in his arms. 

"Help him please!" he clutching onto Cedrice body, and then the realization that he was dead became evident as Mr. Diggory held his son in his arms crying. "My boy!"

The audience in the stands went silent as the relization that one of their fellow school mates had passed away. There were silent cries from those who were friends with Cedric while others looke at his father with sympathy.

Ron and I hurried over to Harry, Dumbeldore was talking to him, "He's back! He's back!" Harry cried, "Voldemorts back!"

"He killed Cedric," he cried with tears, "I couldn't leave him there, I had to bring him back!"

Dumbeldore grabbed Harry, "I know my boy, it's alright. Moody come!" he called.

"Take him back to the castle," he said as he helped Moody pick up the distraught Harry. then he looked at Ron and I and quickly whispered,  "you too follow me."

Dumbeldore walked out into the arena, when we were out of sight from any eyes he sent a patronus of  pheonix out and turned to us. I'm sure confusion was written all over our faces. "hold my hand we need to get you two out of here as soon as possible."